Shading the sky: About my reincarnation as the emperor's son

Chapter 144 The grand event is imminent
The sutra book made of dragon-patterned black gold is not very thick, about one foot square, and is heavy to hold. It is covered with sutras that are much smaller than a human hair.Dragon-patterned black gold is one of the materials used by the ancient emperors to cast imperial weapons. It is juxtaposed with phoenix blood red gold, eternal blue gold, etc. It is strong and immortal and can withstand the erosion of the ages.The history of this piece of scripture is already difficult to measure.

The Taiyin Classic, alongside the Sun Classic, is one of the "Mother Scriptures" of the human race.This is not to say that these two scriptures are really a level higher than the human emperor's techniques of later generations, but that they follow the natural method and evolve the original power of the universe. Many emperors of later generations have a reference for their observation.

The Emperor was overjoyed and invited the three ancestors to study the ancient scriptures and comprehend them together.Among the scriptures he practiced, the "Tianhuang Sutra" and "Xihuang Sutra" were not suitable for external transmission, but the "Taiyin Sutra" was the most versatile and the most suitable.

In the realm of a saint, it is much faster to gain enlightenment.For several days, a loud chanting sound was heard in this area. Several ancestor kings sat cross-legged in the sky, and their whole bodies exuded a soft and cold air.

The black phoenix patted its head with its wings, showing a puzzled expression. It obviously did not understand the ancient divine texts, and it had never been able to decipher the mental methods in the scriptures.The Prince of Heaven put the translated sutra meaning into its sea of ​​consciousness and asked it to practice on its own.

Five full days later, the three ancestor kings woke up from sitting in seclusion.The black phoenix reluctantly left with a few eggs to find another nest.With its cultivation level, it would not be a problem to find a nesting place. The Emperor said goodbye and continued his return journey with his ancestors.

The Immortal City became more and more prosperous. The city walls stood tall and stretched across the land of the Northern Territory for countless miles.There are many experts from the ancient clan, who used their great magic power to seize the dragon's veins, arrange the terrain, and turn this place into a treasured place for practice.

The Eight Tribes accepted a large amount of territory ceded by the Jiang family. The 130 that had already been digested, plus the original [-] six states, the vast territory and wealth they ruled were by no means inferior to the ancient families and the Holy Land. .

The Emperor looked far away from the high platform and saw a prosperous scene in the city.Many monks came and went, and the streets were crowded with people. Materials and caravans from all over the Northern Territory came in droves. The daily throughput was extremely astonishing.The monks from the human race, the ancient race, and the demon race were doing business and bargaining with each other like mortals in the world. The atmosphere seemed a bit weird.

Stone workshops were gradually opened everywhere, and there was no shortage of strange stones mined from the periphery of the ancient Taichu mine, attracting many monks from all over the place to join in the fun.The Prince of Heaven also had a taste for some strange stones, but it must be said that Xianzhen was not a big cabbage, so he stopped mixing it and let the people below him toss it on their own.

The ancient people were not just beasts that could only kill. They also had extremely high wisdom and civilization in the ancient times. The Immortal City was well-ordered and had strict laws.Provocations and private fights are strictly prohibited in the city. If there is a problem, you can pay the Origin Stone and go to the specially provided battle platform to solve it.With a large number of elite troops stationed and intimidated, it can be said that the security here is better than that of the divine city, so many human monks are happy to live there.

"I'm afraid it will be difficult to calm down at the grand gathering in Yaochi." The Emperor counted the days on his fingers.He could feel the undercurrent surging under the calm, but it was best to let these ghosts and snake gods jump out.

"Every grand gathering in Yaochi, the Xihuang Terrace will be stained with the blood of the hero." Ye Huiling said, with her mother, Mrs. Xuanhua, beside her.I don’t know how she persuaded her mother to finally accept the status quo, but she still looked at the Emperor’s eyes with a hint of caution.

"This is also a kind of release, allowing the accumulated conflicts in the Holy Lands to have a breakthrough." The Emperor shrugged. People always have something to do when they have nothing to do.These powerful people have nothing to do when they are full, but they just love to fight.

On this day, a beautiful shadow came to visit, dancing in white clothes, not stained with a trace of dust, like a fairy of Guanghan descending to earth.It turned out that the holy daughter of Yaochi came in person and invited the emperor's son to a banquet.

The Emperor's heart was full of mixed feelings. He still hadn't figured out how to face it that night in the Taichu mining area.He knew the rules of Yaochi very well, and also knew that his senior sister had been avoiding him.But is it really okay to drag it out like this?Just take it one step at a time!
"If I had the cultivation level of my father, this problem would not be a problem." This is what the Emperor has always thought.

"Junior brother, you are so grand now. I think you have to go through so many levels to see you." The Holy Maiden of Yaochi teased them in a rare way. Except for the Emperor, no one else could see her true face, which was obscured by the hazy mist. Beauty.

"Sister, you are joking. Master, is she okay?" In front of so many people, the Emperor had no choice but to act serious and be polite.Only Yao Xi looked at him, then at the Saint of Yaochi, pursed his lips and smiled.

"Master, of course she is very kind. She also misses you very much and wants you to come over." The Saint of Yaochi sighed quietly.

"Are the peaches in Yaochi ripe?" "The fruits in the peach orchard are all ripe, and everyone attending the meeting has a share." The Saint of Yaochi smiled.

"Of course I will go there, but my family has a large population, so there won't be just one or two people going there to get food." The Emperor laughed.

"No problem." Yaochi Saint Maiden's eyes were as tender as water.

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"Senior sister, can you play the zither for me one more time?" The Emperor and the Holy Maiden of Yaochi had a rare opportunity to express their feelings to each other, so they sent the others away.For a while, there were only two of them left in the room, and the atmosphere was a little delicate.

"Junior brother, if you want to listen, of course you can." The Yaochi Saint's eyes were a little evasive.

The Prince of Heaven watched silently as she performed the guzheng and tried the sound with her bare hands, thinking a lot in his heart.The fundamental reason for dealing with Hua Yunfei was that the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Technique he practiced posed a threat to himself.The direct reason is, of course, because this pretty boy is so conceited that he dared to invite his senior sister to play for him.

At that time, he felt that Wuming's anger was rising three thousand feet, and nothing he could say could suppress it.It feels like a mouse being bitten on your favorite cheese. "Senior sister and master are my cheese. Whoever dares to blaspheme, I will destroy his ten clans." The Emperor's face remained calm and he concentrated on listening to the music.

The beauty of the Yaochi Saint is breathtaking. Every movement she makes when she flicks the luanzheng is just right.It's hard to imagine that there is such a beautiful person in the world.This kind of music makes people's minds unconsciously be brought into its melody and move with its sound.

Who is the most beautiful woman in the Eastern Wasteland?There are divergent opinions, but after much debate, there are always only three candidates: An Miaoyi, Yaochi Saint, and Yan Ruyu.The Emperor secretly compared them in his mind. Although these three women all liked to wear white, they were by no means the same.Her face is as graceful as jade, and her manners are perfect.The Holy Maiden from Yaochi came out of this world, and her immortal charm is refined from the secular world.An Miaoyi is so charming that her soul is eroded to her bones.

Although he was lucky enough to have physical contact with all three women, he really couldn't tell which one was better.

The music was ethereal and distant, wafting down from the tall buildings. Even the fish in the pond gathered together, swaying their heads and tails, completely immersed in the wonderful music.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew up, rolling up the bead curtain. The Saintess of Yaochi dropped her slender hands, and the music of the zither suddenly stopped.She looked up at the Emperor, her eyes filled with mist.

"Senior sister, why are you crying? Who is bullying you, tell me, I'll chop him right away!" The emperor panicked and hugged her into his arms.

"Then you should chop yourself off! Could it be that you bullied me?" the saint of Yaochi sobbed softly.

"It's my fault, everything is my fault." The Emperor's heart ached, and he hugged her tighter.

(End of this chapter)